Saturday, March 27, 2010

ABSOLUTE POWER....

(begun Friday 26th March at 11.50am...)

You could fry an egg on the concrete floor of our courtyard it's that hot today.  The Secretary and I got off to an early start, driving round the neighbourhood dropping off piles of flyers for distribution later...
It's much more fun with company, and we certainly didn't fail to enjoy ourselves, despite the gruelling heat...*beams..

Down the road apiece, holed up in his new role as Crime Boss for Sydenham/Sherwood, with his IT Monkey close at hand, der Kommissar grew bored as he and Balliram tracked our progress...
Nearing the end of our expedition, I was on Jan Smuts Highway and about to turn into Candella when the Secretary's cellphone rang... Glen?  Oh hallo Glen says she, bolt-eyed... *gags.. There was no purpose for his call at all and she was bewildered by her cellphone's odd behaviour... Nayager had succumbed to the overwhelming urge to show us that he was as involved in the Information Theft Project as ever....*belches loudly...
Officially 'on leave' from his post at Brighton Beach, he and Balliram continue to run the Big Brother technology throughout the Zone from a nearby vantage point, and the inane phone call to the Secretary's cell was all the confirmation I needed... *spews...

I would ask the interim Station Head (who insists there are outstanding charges of such magnitude against der Kommissar that his future at Dodge City is finished and klaar), that if this is so, why does Nayager still have control of the BB computer program and why is Balliram being permitted to continue assisting him?
Why does the Abuser still maintain absolute control over our landline and cellphones?
You will forgive me for repeating my own suggestion that nothing much has changed at all.. That if Nayager and Balliram are not arrested and locked up very smartly on charges of illegal invasion of Privacy, it most certainly appears that they continue to act on their Mentor the Druglord's orders.. Orders which will have originated from the ShaikBoyz themselves... *yawns...

Does it irritate the Trouble-Shooter that he is forced to allow these criminals to pull the strings from the shadows, or is he content to play along with this game of smoke and mirrors?  A decorative and vocal champion against crime, but little more?
Is he willingly engaged in some sort of personal duel with One-Eyed Jack?  As the Pig arranges for a crime to go down in a specific area, does the interim Head grind his teeth in rage or sigh resignedly?  I tread on dodgy ground here, but the fact that Nayager was tracking us so keenly as we did our rounds, (both our cellphones played up for the duration), is pretty obvious, and I have to ask why this is allowed to continue if indeed Nayager is in disgrace?  On second thoughts, I'm not sure I want the answer to that one..

At 2.05pm I'd looked out to find the SE on the wall next door, where the now hidden jetski used to park, is active... Not for the first time do I wonder who sits down at No. 2 since Khaled has moved across to Sandringham Place... *curious... D. insists her family are there, but the feeling that the scum Nayager and his Bootlicking Cracker are closer even than Randles Road, persists... *looks at Matthysen with the greatest of interest...
What a fine joke it would be were these scurvy bullies to be holed up a few houses down the road... With your knowledge and blessing, or without...?

LATER at 8.35pm

It was after 6pm when I came through from the lounge to find the 'cicada' once again running at full throttle..*grins.. It's been going at it more on than off since then, but right now he's muted it a bit and it's much quieter.. Ooops! Did I just say that?  *laughing..
Contrary to the GW as always, I very much doubt the existence of a live insect at all, but to keep the peace I'll play along... *winks...

If Matthysen's orders include that he continue working alongside the criminals Nayager, Balliram and Salacious Crumb, behind a smokescreen of prevarication, whoTF am I to argue...?*coughs....

Saturday 27th March at 4.00am

Thick silence reigns except for the faint sound of the ceiling fan over the GW's sleeping form in the next room.. Noisier than usual as it is, will he rise to find a different set of aches and pains this morning as a result? *interested..
It was the re-occurrence of Khaled's house alarm going off that caught my attention the other day, and the answering cacophony of Balliram's own alarm... Is No. 2 really still on the market or has Earl Michael Barnabas bought the house back from Kasim and installed his devoted puppets down there? *curious..
In an unmarked car with illegally dark-tinted windows, the Pope himself could be residing down there unseen, to come and go as he pleased... *shrugs...

I gather that Sbu Zidoke of the Abahlali base-Mjondolo has now been given my contact details, though I very much doubt there is anything I can do to aid their Cause..*sighs.. My only real interest lay in the unfortunate Kennedy Road pawns while they were incarcerated over at Dodge City.. The idea that their cell was bugged offended me mightily, though I understand the remaining five stooges have since been moved back to Westville Prison.
Their march went off without incident, curtailed as their boundaries were by little Hitler obliging his Masters and an orchestrated lack of any meaningful press coverage...Edit added at 6.34pm: The GW has just brought in the Overport Rising Sun which gave the Abahlali march front page coverage.  Nice one Camara! *applauds...
Since the arrival of the Trouble-Shooter at Dodge there have been positive reports by the Abahlali of genuine assistance given to the people without discrimination.  Long may it last...

The Wireless Song is so muted this morning I have to go out on the verandah to hear it and again, there's a singular lack of buzzing electronic gadgetry of any sorts this morning.. *interested...Only when I opened the front door did the usual culprit kick in quietly... 
Were Balliram and the Pig dismayed to find how simple it is to test my claims?  Will they now have to look lively and de-activate the beams running the length of the Crescent, on the off-chance someone will test my theory?  *cackles...
For a while they may just do this, but it won't be long before they'll consider the coast clear and re-activate them.. Make a note if you're 'remotely' interested, to swing into Garbutt from Locksley, some weeks further down the line, after dark and in off-peak traffic, to marvel at the 'crickets'/cicadas that noisily chirp just as your vehicle passes first The GateHouse (also site of a regular pool backwash *winks) and then a great many more homes, as you go by the Councillor's mansion in Harris Crescent back towards Jan Smuts.....

Whichever way the Info Theft Project was introduced to you, be it Business Against Crime or in the guise of the Muni's Wireless/Broadband Network, were you not assured that it was a politically democratic system run by apolitical techs with only YOUR interests at heart? *falls over laughing..
How is it possible then that City Councillors are so heavily involved?  Sure, it appears that here in the Zone the DA Councillor has been given as much technology and inside information as the Ruling Party's Councillor..
That's your idea of democracy?  *chokes...

I'm not kidding, and would really like to know how you are coping these days Aziz?  Your mum has twice hung up on my landline calls saying I have the wrong number.. Why the change in attitude?  Always pleasant and welcoming, who has persuaded her and why, that I'm a menace to your livelihood?  Listen closely dude... der Kommissar's Cracker will smile amiably at you outwardly, but he and his Mentor will be in and out of your home regularly when you least expect it.. Pay attention and learn to be aware of their stealthy arrival..
Lights dipping and suddenly noisier-than-usual appliances are a sure sign that Balliram is knocking at your jackpoints and he won't wait for your invitation before he enters the sanctity of your home to eavesdrop on your conversations...Course there's always the chance that he's tutoring you on the very skills I mention here...
Does he insist that your phones aren't monitored?  You'd realise straight off that that was a downright lie...*grins.. Missus B sounds stressed, as well she should.. All it takes is for one chance remark to be made that offends these two perverted eavesdroppers, and payback will be swift...

The joys of the Big Brother technology here in the Zone... There's no escaping it, and when your papa's usefulness is considered over by the PTB, I guess your entire family's safety depends on YOUR contribution to the Project... A proud moment, or a scary one?  *fascinated...
One would hope that the rewards so far, outweigh the realisation that as long as der Kommissar and Colin Balliram continue to be allowed to run this technology for Barnabas, you are living on the edge...*shrugs...
If I can be of any assistance to you, you know where I live... *waves cheerfully...

LATER at 5.35am

Kind Missus Bernie has just called to say another flood is coursing down the Crescent.  I'd been studying the soft, loose, pink sand thrown into our undermined section of trench yesterday, and had wondered at the time how long before the Creep next door tried again to trap us on our property, just for kicks, using a water runoff... *snorts...
His own section of trench has been fortified with very different earth and a good deal of stones, making it harder to wash away... *blinks.. Again I call the Faults line, but already thousands of litres of water will have been lost..  *shrugs and goes up to inspect the latest damage...

LATER at 6.10am..

Look at THESE pretty waves as the water hits the rocks left lying in the gutter... This time the break is outside Bernie's home at No. 17 and again I'll insist it's deliberate... Instead of Thursday's startling path right across the road, this morning it runs as you'd expect it to, on the other side of the road and down below the break... *winks.. Could McLeod care less that he is being blatantly used to promote a Lie?  What version of the Project, of the many that exist, has he been fed?
I stood briefly listening to the GW's heavy breathing as he slept... The ceiling fan is now running silently as it should... *spits at the Dickhead...

LATER at 7.10am

I've just been up again, this time to unlock the gates, and found the river has stopped running.. However, since the photo taken an hour ago, there is evidence that the water flow was surged once I headed back downstairs, and the road is now soaked right across to within a foot of our fragile trench... *falls over..
A contractor paces alone and talks on his cellphone... To whom?  He glances in my direction and I have to wonder whether it's our Network Admin. that he's talking to, insisting that the runoff be engineered to cross our gates... These pathetic little power plays leave me if anything, optimistic that Balliram will ultimately be the cause of his own demise... (metaphorically speaking, of course..*winks..)
So what if we can't drive the cars out of the property?  It's no biggie, you lame Plonker... *waits...

Peace..

---oOo---

Saturday 27th March 2010 at 12.16pm.